Fishin Family - Poem by Vallerie Lobell
I come from a fishin family, yes I do,
My brothers got it bad, that is so true,
More dedicated than the mailman who delivers,
The hurricane was coming, my brother headed for the river,
His wife got all upset and they started fightin,
If you see bodies flying will you please come in? ?
My brother said, it all depends on if the fish are bitin,
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